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“It’s Sandusky,” I babble. “My first name is actually Mariah. I’ve been called Mary my whole life. I already told you all this, didn’t I?”
The almost-smile again. “Thank you for trusting me with your last name.”
“I trust most Dominants who come into Black Rose. I know their vetting process. I know you’re a good man, Ronan.”
Besides, he hasn’t so much as tried to kiss me.
I’m squirming just thinking about it—those firm lips on mine, prying them open, his tongue diving into my mouth.
But he’s being a complete gentleman.
And my God… That makes me want him even more.
“Good night.” He traces his finger over my bottom lip.
I tilt my face upward, close my eyes, and wait…for those lips…
But he leaves, closing the door behind him.
I sigh, clicking my deadbolt, and then I lean against the door and slide down until I’m sitting on the floor.
Damn.
…
I don’t set my alarm on Sunday mornings, but I wake to the sun streaming through my window. I check the time on my phone.
Nine a.m.
Perfect. I can call Trish to see if I can get some time off.
“Hey Siri, call Trish McMaster.”
The phone rings once, twice, three times.
“Mary?”
“Hi, Trish. I’m sorry to bother you on a Sunday.”
“That’s no problem. What can I do for you?”
“This is going to sound a little bit out of the blue, but I was wondering…is there any way I can have tomorrow off? Maybe the week?”
A pause. She’s going to tell me to get fucked, and I don’t blame her. Who do I think I am, anyway, asking for time off one day in advance to go off to NOLA with some guy I just met?
Finally, “You haven’t taken any vacation yet this year, Mary, so you’ve got a lot of time available. Normally you give me a lot more notice, though.”
My heartbeat accelerates. “I know. It’s just that something has come up, and I really do need the time off.”
She sighs. “All right. You never ask for any favors, so I’ll make this work. But no more than a week, okay?”
A weight floats off my shoulders, but some anxiety about this impulsive decision remains. “You’re the best, Trish. Absolutely. No more than a week. It might be less. I’ll let you know.”
“I appreciate that. Is there anything else you need?”
“No. And thanks again.”
I end the call, and then I rise and pad the few steps into my small kitchenette where I start a pot of coffee.
